Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

At this moment, Jiang Yueming's figure flashed rapidly, his expression somewhat solemn.

The note said that if you want to protect the caravan, meet me at the Stone Pavilion in Black Thunder Water Marsh.

Jiang Yueming didn't care at first, but then she thought that if she was really being monitored, the mastermind behind it would definitely reveal that she had been expelled.

Perhaps Hei Leiya already knew that Jiang Wushen no longer held that much power.

However, based on Jiang Yueming's initial assessment after seeing the letter, Hei Leiya should not yet know about this news.

If they knew that Jiang Wushen no longer had the Jiang clan's backing, they would definitely launch an immediate attack to rob the caravan.

After all, wouldn't it be foolish to give up the wealth right in front of you?

Especially Han Liqiu of Black Thunder Cliff, who is notorious for his lust and greed, and whose caravan also has many female bodyguards.

Based on Jiang Yueming's understanding of him, Han Liqiu has never been picky about food! As long as it's a woman, he'll be fine with it.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yueming arrived at the Black Thunder Water Marsh Stone Pavilion.

He leaped into the clear pool, his toes lightly touching the water, creating ripples, and flew to the stone pavilion in the center of the lake.

A woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, sat upright in the stone pavilion. She wore a black top and a dark black skirt, and her two smooth, fair legs were completely exposed to the air.

She was sharpening a large silver blade when she saw Jiang Yueming rush up the stone pavilion. She immediately brandished her weapon and attacked him.

A cold glint of blade flashed in his face. Jiang Yueming frowned, pushed off the water with both feet, changed direction, dodged the attack to the side, and landed steadily on the stone pavilion.

Swish!

Shortly after he landed, a murderous aura suddenly approached from behind, and he immediately twisted his body to dodge the cold, sharp blade.

"Hey, who are you?" Jiang Yueming took two steps back to maintain a safe distance from the woman in front of him and said.

Jiang Qian gave a cold laugh, her slender white hand plunging the large sword into the floor, and said, "Listen up, Jiang Wushen, I am Jiang Qian, the deputy leader of Black Thunder Cliff."

"I've come here today specifically to spar with you. I want to see just how powerful you really are, this martial god who's been nurtured with resources since childhood."

"I, a self-made woman, am still the most powerful!"

After speaking, Jiang Qian's aura rose steadily, and the spiritual energy bursting from her body directly blasted the lake water. She suddenly pulled out her large sword from the ground and attacked Jiang Yueming again.

"Come on, Imperial God of War, today I'll see just how good you are!"

As Jiang Qianjiao's figure drew closer, Jiang Yueming's expression hardened and his mind raced.

Judging from the oppressive aura emanating from her, Jiang Qian's cultivation has undoubtedly reached the Primordial Realm!

Given Jiang Yueming's strength, which has just entered the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, wouldn't it be suicide to attack him now?

"Damn it, the Golden Light Soul-Controlling Array!"

Jiang Yueming stomped his foot, and a brilliant light shone from between his brows. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged forth rapidly, and a golden spiritual array appeared before him. The golden light flowing on the surface continuously dissolved the wind and energy waves of the sword.

Boom!

Jiang Qian's broadsword collided violently with the golden spiritual shield, producing a mournful sound. Shockwaves of spiritual energy spread outwards, blasting the pool water into a huge wave.

"Heh, a spirit array? That's interesting, but that's all!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the blade in Jiang Qian's hand flashed with spiritual light, and the extremely strong pressure blasted several cracks into the spiritual shield.

Jiang Yueming stared at the cracks in the Golden Light Soul Control Array, his brows furrowing and his face darkening.

He knew that the spirit array was nearing its limit, and if he continued to resist like this, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

But there's no good way to get out of there in the short term!

"Heh, Jiang Wushen, you're nothing special. You're still only at the Qi Condensation stage... wait! How come you're only at the Nascent Soul stage?"

Jiang Qian was slightly startled and immediately stopped her attack, taking a few steps back and looking Jiang Yueming up and down with her eyes.

This shouldn't be! She really couldn't understand why the mighty Jiang Wushen was only at the Nascent Soul stage.

According to the previous leader's description, Jiang Yueming in front of her was definitely Jiang Wushen, but she had heard from Han Liqiu that Jiang Yue had already entered the Condensation Realm.

Why is your strength so low now?

"Jiang Yue, are you deliberately suppressing your cultivation level?!" Jiang Qian thought about it for a long time but still didn't understand, so she simply picked up a knife and pointed it at Jiang Yueming.

She had no intention of bullying the weak, and the attack she just launched only used the power of the Condensation Realm.

What she wanted was a fair and square duel; she wanted to prove that commoners could also defeat nobles.

Even if Jiang Wushen is a genius nurtured by the entire Jiang clan, she, who comes from humble beginnings, can still defeat him!

Even with the God of War's abundant resources, Jiang Qian can still defeat him through her own efforts!

She not only wanted to prove to the world that commoners could also defeat nobles, but also wanted to take a look at the sect that had once abandoned her.

Even without the support of the sect, Jiang Qian can still make a name for herself on her own!

Seeing Jiang Qian's slightly annoyed expression, Jiang Yueming's lips twitched slightly as she said calmly, "Alright, you've defeated the God of War. Now, could you tell me what the meaning of your letter is?"

Jiang Yueming was still unsure whether Hei Leiya knew about Jiang Yue's expulsion; perhaps she could find out from Jiang Qian.

"Damn it! I don't care! Today I'm using my cultivation to suppress you, that doesn't count as a win!" With that, Jiang Qian threw the blade in her hand aside and spread her legs into a fighting stance.

Her jade-like face turned slightly cold as she stared intently at Jiang Yueming and said, "Come on, Martial God Jiang, let's fight hand-to-hand, neither of us using spiritual energy. How about it? Are you in?"

Is this woman sick?

Jiang Yueming felt a pang of doubt, not understanding Jiang Qian's thoughtless behavior.

Fight him hand-to-hand? Putting aside the difference in strength between men and women, Jiang Yueming was a special forces officer in his previous life!

He can kill a large black bear with his bare hands. Can this woman's slender figure compare to that of a black bear?

"I said, I don't usually engage in physical combat with women."

boom!

Just as Jiang Yueming was about to finish speaking, a gust of wind from a punch came crashing down. He instinctively turned his head to dodge, and Jiang Qian's powerful fist struck a pillar of the stone pavilion behind him.

The stone pillar immediately cracked open, and scattered fragments of stone all over the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Yueming's eyes narrowed, and his expression had to become serious. This woman's power far exceeded his expectations.

If that punch had hit her in the face, it would have shattered her nose!

Swish!

Jiang Qian's eyes narrowed, and seizing the opportunity when Jiang Yueming was distracted, she raised her jade leg and swept it out horizontally again.

Fortunately, Jiang Yueming is a professional fighter after all, and her reaction speed is obviously faster than Jiang Qian's.

He used his left foot to push off the pillar and jumped, leaping into the air to dodge a whip kick before landing steadily on the stone table.

"Jiang Qian, this is your second move. If you make another one, I won't be polite."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Qianhan gave a sharp shout and swung her fist, preparing to punch Jiang Yueming again, when suddenly the stone pavilion in the lake cracked open. The violent shaking made her lose her footing, and she fell headfirst into the water.

Just as Jiang Yueming leaped out and was about to grab Jiang Qian's small hand, the entire stone pavilion instantly sank into the center of the lake, and a series of bubbles rose on the calm lake surface.

Three breaths later, silence returned. The two people and the stone pavilion seemed to have never existed, vanishing without a trace.